So what will she do if she picks it up? Won't do it all empty?

Is there too much she won't do?

Xiao Qi suppressed the doubts in his heart, and when he got up to ask Jiang Yan to eat, he suddenly saw her holding Jiang Yan's test paper and sketching.

Xiao Qi: ......

Is she helping Jiang Yan correct?

"If you make a mistake, you can change it later, let's go to dinner first."

Song Jiawen put down the test paper, got up and walked out with Jiang Yan and Xiao Qi.

The two of them haven't had time to get the meal card in the school cafeteria, and Xiao Qi and the others have enough to eat in the cafeteria, so they all plan to eat outside the school for dinner.

Because it's school time, there will be a lot of traffic, and it will be bustling with students.

But Song Jiawen is like her own light, and she can attract people's attention wherever she goes. The girl's black hair is simply tied behind her head, her delicate eyebrows and eyes are cold, and her ordinary off-white sportswear is worn by her with a very high-end feeling.

The students who passed by looked sideways, and many of them showed amazing eyes.

Damn, when did the school come to such a number one?

"That's a transfer student in the first class?"

A group of people from Class 6 who walked slowly not far away also saw Song Jiawen and Jiang Yan Xiaoqi, one of whom was wearing a fashionable beige windbreaker, blue jeans, and long hair scattered behind her head, looking young and beautiful.

Hearing her companion's voice, the girl turned her head to look at Song Jiawen and them.

"It's like that, just a bunch of ugly monsters in a class of fuss, saying that the school flower has to be replaced, and they want to be the school flower like this? It's a laughing death. ”

The girl who spoke just now pursed her lips disdainfully in the direction of Song Jiawen.

The girl walking on the other side of Deng Tao echoed, "No, if you want to be a school girl, you have to see if you have the ability, thinking that you can be a school girl with just one face?" Have you heard of it? These two were transferred from a rural middle school, and they both transferred at this time, do you guess they were expelled from the original school? ”

"It's really similar to what you say, otherwise who would transfer schools at this time? There are still more than four months to go before the college entrance examination. ”

"None of the grades that can be expelled are much better."

"That's it, such a person is also compared to Deng Tao? Isn't she ashamed? ”

"That's it!" Deng Tao retracted her gaze at Song Jiawen, and was very unhappy that everyone compared her with such a girl.

Is it comparable?

It's really boring.

She didn't take Song Jiawen seriously, but she was still unhappy when she heard others talk about it.

Seeing this, the girls who accompanied her stopped mentioning Song Jiawen and picked up the topic she liked.

On the other side, Song Jiawen and her party quickly finished eating and returned to the classroom.

Senior high school students are required to study in the evening, whether they live on campus or go to school, unless you have a special reason to get the teacher's permission, then you can not skip.

After going back, Jiang Yan continued to fight for the test papers he got from Teacher Gao, and Song Jiawen helped him correct the ones that had been completed.

When Wang Xiaole turned around, she happened to see Song Jiawen holding Jiang Yan's test paper in her hand, she was stunned, and blurted out, "You want to copy the paper?" Otherwise, copy me. ”

Because the last evening self-study paper had to be handed in, she thought that Song Jiawen didn't have time to finish it and wanted to copy Jiang Yan.

However, her results should be better than Jiang Yan's, right?

So even if Song Jiawen wants to copy her, she should copy her.

Song Jiawen: .......

Jiang Yan sneered, and they also knew that the three sets of papers that Teacher Gao gave them at the beginning would be handed in at night.

Song Jiawen took out the three sheets from a pile of papers, she accepted Wang Xiaole's kindness, and copied all the answers to the basic questions that she hadn't done before.

Because she herself is more eye-catching, many people saw it when she copied the scroll.

In the last class of self-study in the evening, when Zhu Jin, the representative of the English class and a member of the study committee, came to her to collect the test papers, she said coldly with a straight face, "Don't hand it in if you don't finish it, what is the copy?" ”

Jiang Yan twisted his eyebrows, but Song Jiawen nodded obediently and said, "Okay, I know." ”

After Zhu Jin left, Jiang Yan asked Song Jiawen, "Start doing the test paper tomorrow?" ”

"Let's do it, in the first month, I always have to follow the local customs, and first familiarize myself with the question types here."

He asked her very seriously, "How much do you think you can take the test with their difficulty?" ”

Song Jiawen was surprised, "Is this difficult?" Isn't this just the usual practice paper? "Although some of the question types are more novel, they can be done with a little analysis, and they are really not difficult.

Jiang Yan: "......."

He knew that the pervert who could finish the high math in college could not stump her.

When she returned to the dormitory after evening self-study, Song Jiawen met two other roommates besides Wang Xiaole, Zhu Jin and Meng Qing.

But what she didn't expect was that as soon as she went to bed after washing, Zhu Jin actually handed her a notebook.

"This is my usual English class study notes, I lend you a few days."

Song Jiawen: ......

"Thank you!"

She reached out and took the note.

Zhu Jin thought that she would read it immediately, but who knew that she put the notes at the head of the bed, lay down and fell asleep.

Zhu Jin's brows furrowed, but she immediately let go, because she saw that Song Jiawen's bedside was bare, and there was no desk lamp.

Unlike them, everyone has a small desk lamp at the head of the bed, and they can study for more than an hour after the lights are turned off.

After thinking about it, she returned to her bed, pulled out a flashlight from it, and then went to Song Jiawen's bed and pushed her.

Song Jiawen opened her eyes and looked over, her face was full of puzzlement, what else did this girl want to do? Why don't you let people sleep?

"I have a flashlight here that lasts for half an hour."

Song Jiawen's face was full of question marks, and she didn't understand what her flashlight had to do with her being able to last for half an hour.

At this time, Meng Qing, who was diagonally opposite her, had already gone to bed and turned on the small lamp at the head of the bed, then took out a workbook and lay on the bed to do the questions.

Song Jiawen understood, she sighed, "I'm tired and sleepy today, I can't see anything in this situation, it's inefficient." ”

Zhu Jin turned around and left expressionlessly.

Wang Xiaole spoke for Song Jiawen, "Song Jiawen is not used to it, you let her slow down first." ”

The learning atmosphere in the first class is quite strong, and Zhu Jin, a member of the study committee, has played a great role in supervising, otherwise the overall results of their class would not be so good.

Song Jiawen didn't know before, but now she understands.

Especially after the lights went out in the dormitory, she looked at the small table lamp lit up by the head of their beds and admired them very much.

Not to mention studying during bedtime, she just wants to sleep when she is studying. Therefore, in the face of Jiang Yan's brushing questions all the time, he was "moved" to help him formulate three study notes.

But now Jiang Yan is on a par with them....... It seems to be a little bit off the fire.

In the morning reading class the next day, Song Jiawen gave Zhu Jin's English notes to Jiang Yan, "I flipped through it, she remembered the grammar very comprehensively, and there were many common phrases and sentence patterns, so to speak, Zhu Jin's English learning method is very good, you can learn from it." ”

It was already her limit that she could organize the notes for him before, and as for liberal arts such as English, she was really impatient. I really don't know how to organize things that I can see at a glance.